Competition Eleven Winning Story: Your Husband Is a Crocodile Tonight
Looks like he could bite, tapping on the steering wheel, looking down his long snout, his oily musk filling the space between you. You put a hand on his knee to calm your own nerves and he bellows. As if there’d never been gentle rubbing and bubbles in murky waters, as if you’d never twisted …
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